Charlotte Smith

Huge Vapours Brood Above The Clifted Shore - Poem by Charlotte Smith

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Huge vapours brood above the clifted shore,Night o'er the ocean settles, dark and mute,Save where is heard the repercussive roarOf drowsy billows, on the rugged footOf rocks remote; or still more distant toneOf seamen, in the anchored bark, that tellThe watch relieved; or one deep voice alone,Singing the hour, and bidding "strike the bell."All is black shadow, but the lucid lineMarked by the light surf on the level sand,Or where afar, the ship-lights faintly shineLike wandering fairy fires, that oft on landMislead the pilgrim; such the dubious rayThat wavering reason lends, in life's long darkling way.